I was in the hospital looking at everyone with my eyes half opened or I may say half closed. The doctors were looking at me thinking of the possible aid they could be giving me. Little do they know that they can aid my body but the scars on my heart given by our society will hardly go.
I am Dhriti. Dhriti Bhatt a normal small town girl with a normal life. I had everything a family, a job, a well paid salary and a person who loved me more than anything in this world. But today I am in the hospital. Paying for a mistake that wasn't even a mistake. But for the society it was a sin. To love someone of my choice to love some one as I was.
Laying on the hospital bed I can now listen to the doctor discussing it was impossible to save me. So close to death but I can still remember the first time we met, the first time we hugged an yes the first time we had sex.
But today we are not together. They took away the most precious thing I ever got in my life.
We were coming back home after a late night movie. When they blocked our way. They were seven men armed with guns.
'Don't even try to move you Lesbians,' One of us denoted us.
Yes I was a lesbian and that was my fault. My fault to be different, my fault to love a gender of my interest and yes my fault to not be afraid to expose who I really was.
Lying on this bed today I was crushing myself for all I did.
Near to death and far from life I can remember everything we had.
Our meeting was a co incidence maybe planed by god. I remember her in that black top walking straight towards me and me looking at her constantly without skipping a moment. I met her through a social media that's where people like us are most likely to find their love. We became friends and this friendship turned to love. We decided to get married but before that our plan was to move in with each other. My family denied our relation and asked me to leave them or leave her. I left my family. Not only because I loved her but also because if it was not her it could me someone else but every time a girl my family won't ever understand this fact I knew it so I left.
We bought a flat in the neighborhood by the money we had as savings. Her parents too refused us and she did the same thing as I did. We lead a happy life until people around us got an idea about what was happening behind the doors.
We started getting threats I never was afraid of it but she always was. It was one day two men came to the house and rushed in to warn us.
'Stop whatever you both are doing right now or else it will really cost you high,' they said.
'Well if you think we are going to stop it. We can't this is what we are and it's you who need to accept the truth not us and now you may leave. It's really not good to be in someone's house for so long,' I answered.
'You will see,' they said and left the house.
Neha was really scared after this to calm her down I took her to movie. While returning back home we encountered seven men two of which were very know to us. They held us tight. For the first time I was afraid for both of us. They stared abusing us and used their hands, legs and even belts to beat us and then brutally raped us. Both of us tried to resist not because we were not interested in men but because we still were women.
They shot both of us I somehow managed to drag myself towards Neha. I touched her forehead she didn't responded. She was gone the bullet hit her chest right through her heart and she was death.
I fainted and some passer by got me here in the hospital. Where most probably I am taking my last breath. How cruel the society can be it might have imagined sometimes or the other but today I come to know the real face of the society. Just to save their fake reputation they killed two people. I pray that I die because now I won't ever be the same the scars I got will never heal from my heart and my love will never come back.
Yes society you won.